Chapter 143
Chapter 143
Keith twisted the man’s arm with deliberate force, drawing a pained howl from him.
Serena blinked, caught off guard. Her eyes landed on the newcomer.
‘Keith? What is he doing here?‘ she wondered.
“M–Mr. Brannon?” the man stammered, his bravado vanishing. His face drained of color.
Keith shot him a glance, then turned toward Serena. “You alright?” he asked, voice even.
Serena gave a small nod. “I’m fine,” she said quietly. “Thank you.”
The man quickly bowed, his tone servile. “I… I’m sorry, Mr. Brannon. I didn’t know they were with you. It was a mistake. It won’t happen again.”
Keith didn’t respond. Instead, he twisted the man’s arm behind his back and shoved him forward, sending him stumbling to a halt in front of Serena.
“Apologize,” he said, voice calm but unyielding.
The man trembled as he bowed again. “I’m truly sorry! Miss, I was out of line. I shouldn’t have bothered you. Please forgive me.”
Keith’s gaze remained fixed on him. “Louder.”
The man flinched, panic overtaking what little pride he had left. He raised his voice, near a shout now. “I’m sorry. I was wrong. I won’t do it again. Please forgive me!”
Serena looked down at him, her expression unmoved. She had no interest in humiliating him further, but no patience for false contrition either.
Kristy crossed her arms, watching with cool amusement. “Weren’t you tough a moment ago?” she said. “What happened, run out of attitude?”
The man dared a glance at her but said nothing, head bowed low.
She let out a quiet laugh. “You’ve got the guts to harass women, but not the spine to face them? Pathetic.”
Serena gently touched Kristy’s arm, shaking her head. “He’s not worth it.”
Kristy exhaled sharply, then relented with a shrug.
Keith, sensing it was enough, turned to the man. “Leave.”
The man didn’t wait for a second warning. He fled the bar in a stumbling rush, drawing murmurs from those nearby.
“Serves him right.”
“About time someone put him in his place.”
“Maybe he’ll think twice next time.”
Keith turned back to Serena, eyes scanning her quickly and carefully for any sign of harm. Only when he was sure she was unharmed did his posture
ease.
Serena stepped forward, offering a faint smile. What a surprise, Mr. Brannon. And… thank you, for stepping in
His attention shifted, catching the photo in her hand. She was holding it tightly.
The paper was worn, the edges frayed, clearly something touched often. He glimpsed the image of a young boy, perhaps five
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“It was nothing, Seri,” he said quietly. “No need for thanks.”
She was about to reply when she glanced at his side, her expression tightening. “You hit him just now. Did your injury reopen?”
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